As I try to fall asleep, Lonely Goatherd from the Sound of Music is playing in my head.
When is was 16, I fell off a curb and broke my pinky. It healed crooked and now it's a fancy finger.
I have ten pillows on my bed. Different Shapes and Sizes.
I watched The Usual Suspects. It was good, but it surprises me how many people I know like it.
I wash my face at least six times a day.
I would Love a Big Fat Taco from Del Taco right now.
It's warm.
And I'm bored. The Cure?